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LOTR Campout Begins
Rocknalle writes: "As reported on The One Ring
queues have have already started lining up for The Fellowship Of The Ring. Team GladBlad (having placed themselves nr. 1-4 in the queue), are reporting live from the event via notebooks and and cellular networking (9.6 Kbps rules! :-). Visit GladBlad and see what happens when geeks goes outside." The other LOTR news I know of is a description of the journalistic teaser trailer. Salon seems to have liked what they saw.
I went camping with my family near Des Moines, Iowa at a very large lake (large for Iowa, that is.) It was so hot that week it was almost not even fun to be camping. It averaged 95-100 degrees with very high humidity. During the first couple days of my stay, I decided to go swimming in the lake. I went into the changing rooms and nobody was there. I almost got stiff thinking about all the dicks that had been bared in this one cooler, damp, and dark room. I swam for about 10 or 15 minutes. I noticed a group of 4-5 boys ranging from about 9 to maybe 14 goofing around on he beach. I finally headed back into the changing room and started to take a shower with my shorts on. There were some showers that were full so nobody could see and 2 communal showers where the bashful dare not go. I took to the single showers. As I was showering I heard talking and figured out it was those boys from the beach coming in. They were laughing and joking around. he got into the communal shower and the conversation turned to dicks, pubic hair, and boners. They must have known I was also in the room because my shower was already running. I had to see them in the shower! So, I got out of my individual shower and to my surprise the two older boys had their dicks out and were sporting some decent hard ons! The others were laughing and giggling. They all looked at me and kinda froze. I said that my shower was not spraying right and asked if I could finish in on one of their empty showers. They didn't say much but agreed to it. This was a fantasy come true. The two naked boys turned to face the wall, but didn't try to put on their shorts. I said that I remembered being their age, but was never that brave to "whip it out and get hard for your friends." One of the other kids said "Yeah, they got big balls," and I said "I think I saw..." I decided to take a risk. I started taking off my shorts and bared all. I was not even as big looking compared to the hard ons I had just seen. All the boys giggled and kept trying to peek at my dick. One of the older boys said, "he seems cool, lets keep going." It turns out the younger boys didn't believe the older boys could "cum" yet, so they were showing them. I spent probably 45 minutes in that shower hat day. The older boys taught the younger ones to jerk off and the older boys came on the floor of the shower. I just sat in the corner with an enormous hard on and waited to beat off when I got back to the camper.
Haha! The editors have, once again, blocked my account. Unfortunately for them I have access to many many computers. I SHALL CONTINUE TO SPREAD THE TRUTH UNTIL THE COCKGNOMES WHO RUN THIS SITE ACCEPT THE FACT THAT OPEN SOURCE SOFTWARE IS FOREVER GOING TO BE INFERIOR TO COMMERCIAL, CLOSED-SOURCE SOFTWARE.
PS: Jon Katz is a turdwhiff.
I despise any language that takes the code I carefully and meticulously build and chops it up, changes my capitalization (mostly lack thereof) and reformats my spacing. I think even you'll admit that this kind of hand holding is not necessary. No other language does this (not even any other MS language, that I know of).
The work that went into the editor could have been better spent improving the language or creating add-ins (or anything really). This is one of the reasons that language has never shed its image as a toy language.
I've switched to a language, that supports cross-platform applications (without even the need to recompile). My programs will now work on Windows, Unix, and Linux. And I'm free to make the code look however I want.
This is truly one of the times when Microsoft has dropped the ball.
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Still trying to come up with a cool nick like eggtroll
egg troll, good to see you back again.
Slashdot is collapsing in complete disarray.
You don't need to be a Kreskin to predict slashdot's future. The hand writing is on the wall: Slashdot faces a bleak future. In fact there won't be any future at all for slashdot because slashdot is dying. Things are looking very bad for slashdot. As many of us are already aware, slashdot continues to lose market share. Red ink posts flow like a river of blood.
Let's keep to the facts and look at the numbers.
Adequacy.org leader elby states that there are 7000 users of adequacy. How many users of kuro5hin.org are there? Let's see. The number of adequacy versus kuro5hin posts on Usenet is roughly in ratio of 5 to 1. Therefore there are about 7000/5 = 1400 kuro5hin users. Poliglut posts on Usenet are about half of the volume of kuro5hin posts. Therefore there are about 700 users of poliglut. A recent article put slashdot at about 80 percent of the weblog market. Therefore there are (7000+1400+700)*4 = 36400 slashdot users. This is consistent with the number of slashdot Usenet posts.
Due to the troubles of andover.net, abysmal sales and so on, slashdot went out of business and was taken over by goatse.cx who sell another weblog. Now goatse.cx is also dead, its corpse turned over to another charnel house.
All major surveys show that slashdot has steadily declined in market share. Slashdot is very sick and its long term survival prospects are very dim. If slashdot is to survive at all it will be among weblog hobbyists dabblers. Slashdot continues to decay. Nothing short of a miracle could save it at this point in time. For all practical purposes, slashdot is dead.
Digital Divide? The only divide Linux can bridge is the crack of my ass, when I use it to wipe my ass clean.
there is always going to be *something* that is going to incite/intice die hard fans.
LOTR, Macs, Linux, BSD, Rocky Horror, ect.
Especially the latter, if you think about it. I've seen it and was somewhere between mildy amused and not impressed.
No matter how much you keep your mind open to possibilites, well, some things you'll never be able to explain...like riding a motorcycle..."If you don't know, I can't explain" pretty much sums it up.
Oh, metamoderators out there, we need to keep an eye out a little more...some fuckwit with mod points keeps modding down funny comments. Overrated/troll seems to be "favorite" choice...puns, dry humor, mixed metaphores, seem to be beyond this person(s) sub 70 IQ. It almost approaches censorship'esque levels.
If it is one person, his privelage needs to be revoked/rebuked, if it is many exibiting this moronic tendancy, it still does not make it right. Lack of a sense of humor is *thier* problem.
Sorry for the rant, it has been bugging the shit out of me lately. Just because *you* don't get it/like it does not mean it is not funny.
IMO (in Moose's opinion, naturally).
Heh, I also had a funny comment to post, but the rampant idiocy lately has made me think twice. Pardon the egotistical comment, but you don't get an additional +1 bonus for being a fricking troll, now, do you?
There, I feel better. Like pissing in the wind, yeah it is a bad/pointless endeavor, but sometimes you *just got to!*
Have you read the moderator guidelines? Well, have you, PUNK? (and I want a Karma: Gnarly option)
Damned form keys.
They're always invalid.
I don't know why they're invalid.
I don't even know what they are.
But they're invalid.
And it's preventing me from trolling.
I really don't like it.
I really wish they were valid.
It would help me troll more.
All my comments get blocked.
Because they have invalid formkeys.
Why do they have invalid formkeys?
I want to troll.
Dammit.
I want to post penis birds!
I want to post SUCK ONTO MY PENIS!
I want to post GOATSE.CX links!
I want -- I want to troll!!
Why won't you just let me troll!?!?
When I was a young stripling of a kid it was quite the thing for a group of us to go down to the docks and catch us a few dogfish. We used to sneak out to the back of the abortion clinic for bait and stuff but once we'd landed a nice fishy we'd take it in turns to give it a right good seeing to. Sort of an initiation into manhood, if you know what I mean. In a good evening we'd get through as many as twenty dogfish each; they just kept bursting open.
Anyway, there was this one time I landed a beauty - she was a foot long with golden eyes, and no matter how many times I pumped her she didn't break open, which was quite surprising given my girth, even as a six-year-old (I was a fast developer). So all my friends took a turn, but she just lay there quite content, happy to take cock after cock until the fuckjuice was fair dribbling out of her twat like some spermy kind of thick fish sauce. So I decided to take her home and keep her in the cistern, a bit of a mistake as it turned out.
Y'see, after nine months she'd given birth to this freakish shark-headed baby boy with a human torso and an extra chromosome. What could I do? I'd had no experience of looking after babies at my tender age, and when my Mommy tried to suckle it it just ripped her tit off and she bled to death before they could get her to the hospital. So I sat there for a while, pondering the inevitable, gazing fondly at my hair-raising geneticists' nightmare of a son as it chewed it's way through my grampa's wooden leg (he lost it in Korea but that's another story) and I suppose I must have sighed a little at the cruel irony of the situation.
So back up to the abortion clinic I went, Retarded Dogfish Boy tucked under one arm, and a single perfect tear rolled down my six-year-old cheek as I offered my baby up to the whitecoats for post-natal termination. Then - serendipity! One of the doctors patted me on the head and said, 'Hey kid! How would you like Retarded Dogfish Boy to become one of the team here? We could use a fella like that on the squad!'
'You betcha!' I cried!
And from that day forth, Retarded Dogfish Boy has been a valuable member of society, slithering into pregnant women's cunts and eating their unborn children. The doctors just pull him out by the ankles and say 'Look! It's a boy! A Retarded Dogfish Boy!' And the ladies cry with joy and kiss him on his scaly cheek just once before he's wrapped up in blankets and passed over to the next patient.
Sometimes, looking back, I feel proud. But I supppose I feel a little sad too.
This is off topic, but I have too much karma. Will someone mod me down? Down with the karma cap! I may be forced to troll. Could be fun.
Is this this in fact RMS?
It looks a lot like him to me.
It's a buzzy buzzordish buzz buzz that buzzes buzzwords for extreme buzziness.
(if you want it) Happy Christmas from John and Yoko
A common attitude of people from Toronto, most of whom consider civilization to begin and end at their city borders because they're so ignorant they've never been anywhere else.
I've lived in half a dozen Canadian cities. I've also lived in New York City, Seattle, and rural Connecticut. And of all the places I've lived, the very last one I'd ever live again would be Toronto.
Toronto manages to combine the worst aspects of both countries. It's got the pompousity and pretention of Canadians but without their gentle and friendly nature. It's got the crime, filth, and overcrowded nature of the worst of American cities but without America's prosperity, resources, opportunity, confidence, and bolder style of friendliness. It's a city where all conversation seems to just be searching for opportunities to kick others in the teeth. When I moved to New York City, I was amazed at how much nicer everyone was.
Canadians are a divided people in many ways, not just the obvious French/English thing. But one thing I found universal among all was an extreme dislike of Toronto and everything associated with. As one Canadian put it, "we should build a wall around Toronto so high that not even ideas get out".